~ 36 ~
PEYTON
I was flipped over. Shoved forward, and bent over the bed in a standing position.
“Peyton…”
Things had changed.
And the shudder of heat rippling through me told me they’d changed in the most awesome possible way.
“You need to understand something.”
Colson’s voice floated down from somewhere behind me. I was face down. Ass up. A strong hand pushed down on my back, arching the length of my body even further.
“You’re not like other girls…”
Warm thighs pressed against the backs of mine. I shivered with pleasure as a face buried itself in my neck.
“In fact, you’re not like anyone we’ve ever met before.”
Colson’s hands were on my hips now. There was nodoubt in my mind they belonged there.
“You could’ve fallen apart during this whole thing,” he whispered, bending low so that his lips hovered against my ear. “But not you. You stayed strong. You fought back.”
Four thick fingers sifted their way into my hair. Colson rolled his knuckles, pulling my head back, forcing my chin to the ceiling. My eyes blinked open, and I could see the others.
They stood with their arms folded, watching.
Waiting their turn…
“What you did at the wedding was goddamn beautiful,” Colson breathed. “It was defiant. Pure instinct. We fell in love with you that day. We couldn’t help it.”
His mouth was tantalizingly next to mine. Our lips met in a thunderous kiss, his ham-like fist still tangled in the shimmering blonde reins of my long, flowing hair.
“We’re even more in love with you now,” he hissed.
His other hand had found its way behind me, and I felt three thick fingers drag themselves up and down through my thigh gap. They slid from the top of my ass to the base of my swollen, well-loved button, back and forth, pushing and prodding. I was absolutely drenched. Throbbing. Pulsating…
“You’re fearless,” Colson went on. “Gorgeous. Intelligent…”
His fingers were replaced by something else. Something hard and thick and deliciously insistent.
I shuddered as he dragged it into position and held it there.
“We were afraid to tell you this,” Colson murmured. “It didn’t seemreal.But you know what, Peyton?”
I sighed my answer, as if in a dream.
“What?”
“We’re through pretending we’re not in love with you.”
He pushed into me, and my sharp intake of breath ended in a strangled gasp. With his hands on my hips, and the full length of him buried inside me, I felt complete. Like everything was finally right in the world.
I sighed as Colson began fucking me slowly, bouncing me in the direction of the others. Ripley and Theo were in front of me now, kissing my face, my cheeks, my forehead. They held me steady while their friend took me from behind, knowing full well how amazing I would feel when it was finally their turn.
“Tell her,” Colson urged.
